Chapter 52: The "Gentle Incense" I Say......

Liu Susu's face was stagnant.

It was the moment her expression changed, and Xing Jinhua concluded that Liu Susu was moved by her.

Liu Susu coughed lightly, glanced at the servant, and the servant left very familiarly.

Then asked Xiang Xing Jinhua, "Tell me, what's wrong with your son?" ”

Xing Jinhua smiled, the scheming fox's eyes were cunning and cunning.

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The day after the storm, the sky is clear, it is advisable to confess, pray for blessings, pay money, and avoid relatives.

Liang Jincheng could not sleep peacefully all night, and did not fall asleep groggily until the storm ended at dawn.

Song Yingrui was in Liang Jincheng's arms, and he couldn't wait to snore.

When I woke up in the morning and saw Liang Jincheng by my side, the sweetness in my heart was indescribable.

He took a deep breath and inhaled the nice smell into his stomach.

I was reluctant to spit it out.

suddenly realized that this was the "gentle incense" mentioned in the TV series......

It's so fragrant.

It's not only fragrant, it's so beautiful.

Liang Jincheng was lying on the bed.

The red mouth is exceptionally good-looking.

Song Yingrui smashed his mouth, "Little Orange, this is the first kiss I have had for four years, I wanted to give it to you last time, but I didn't give it to you." I am a girl with a good relationship, and you also know that when the nurse and the female doctor see me, they always like to kiss me, but I only let them kiss my face, and never give them a kiss on the mouth.

The last first kiss was almost taken away by Han Keke, I scolded her, and she never played with me again after that, although I have a little bit of a loss to like Han Keke, but I know that the woman I love the most in my heart, only you, you are the first woman to sleep with me, my first night is given to you, and the first kiss will be yours, so ...... Come on! ”

His little tongue drew a circle on the edge of his mouth, his eyes flashed inside, and when he kissed Liang Jincheng's mouth, his body suddenly lightened, but it was getting farther and farther away from the red lip flap.

turned around and saw that Song Yixian had already lifted him up.

"Dad, why are you doing bad things to me?" Song Yingrui struggled in mid-air, his two small short legs kicking alternately.

The partial student failed to find the focus point, so he could only hang in the air.

Song Yixian glanced at the sleeping woman on the bed, and then turned to Song Yingrui with slightly narrowed eyes.

Song Yingrui glared at him fiercely, "You're a bad father!" ”

Song Yingrui snorted coldly, grabbed the little guy and walked out the door.

"What are you doing, I want to be with Xiao Cheng, I don't want to be with you, stinky man, stinky baba, stinky ......"

But no matter how Song Yingrui resisted, the small body was lifted out by Song Yixian.

……

Walk into the hospital cafeteria in the early morning.

Most of them are nurses and doctors in hospitals.

Song Yixian has one hand in his pocket, and his elegant posture can always attract the side eyes of the little nurse and the female doctor next to him.

And Song Yingrui angrily clasped his hands on his chest and glared at his father who was walking in front.

It's a good thing for him, it's a good thing for him, it's a good thing for him, I'm angry!

He got angry and stomped his feet on the ground, really wanting to go up and fight with Song Yixian.

Unfortunately, he is too young to beat!

"What are you going to eat?" Suddenly, Song Yixian turned his head and asked him.

Song Yingrui raised his nose and pursed his lips, "Hmph! A good man doesn't eat the immediate loss, he can eat anything else, as long as it's not poisonous. ”

Then his legs jumped, and his hands reached the ordering table, "Pretty auntie, I want two xiaolongbao, two cups of soy milk, two fritters, two eggs, two bowls of wontons, two dishes of pickles, and two ......."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Yixian beside him.

Song Yixian's face was dark, and the little guy knew that he had upset him, so he pouted and muttered: "I know these are a bit much, but I just want to be nice to my woman, and there is nothing wrong with this." ”

Song Yixian looked at him coldly.

He didn't care about Song Yixian's expression, and continued to be on the dining table, "Auntie, what I just said, plus two pairs of chopsticks, it's fine." ”

Then I heard Song Yixian say leisurely: "You can take it yourself later." ”

"Dad, I'm still a little kid, why are you abusing me like this?" So much, how did he get it?

"Not convinced?"

Song Yingrui nodded heavily: "Hmm." ”

He must not be convinced, other people's children are held in his arms, how can he be so miserable.

"So what!"

……

When Liang Jincheng woke up, he happened to see Song Yingrui carrying a lot of things in his hands.

And Song Yixian put his hands in his pockets leisurely, elegant like a prince in a fairy tale, and Song Yingrui was like a little follower next to the prince.

She frowned slightly, and glanced at Song Yixian absently.

As soon as Song Yingrui saw his favorite little orange, he left behind his father's abuse of him for taking so many heavy things, and happily ran to her and said, "Little Orange, good morning, did you sleep well last night?" ”

Liang Jincheng nodded, "I slept well." ”

"Just sleep well, if you don't mind, I can sleep with you at night in the future."

"Slept with her"? This sentence may sound like a no-brainer, but it seems to be a bit problematic.

"Hee-hee, little orange, have you washed up?"

"I just woke up."

"My dad has a pair of toothbrushes here that haven't been used, you can use them first, I'll help you find them, and we'll have breakfast after washing."

Liang Jincheng didn't refuse, he was embarrassed to sleep here last night, refusing to eat breakfast, it seemed too hypocritical.

Song Yingrui gave her an unopened pure black toothbrush, and the place where the brush was black was black.

It's not the first time she has come in the bathroom of this ward, every time she comes in, she feels stuffy, and she is even more depressed when she thinks of going out to see Song Yixian later.

After brushing her teeth, she wondered if she should just throw the toothbrush away.

But after all, the toothbrush was given by Song Yingrui, and it may not be good to throw it away directly, so it is better to bring it back to yourself and compensate for it with a gift next time.

It's not meant to be a transaction, but it's useless, and it's not good to use someone else's things.

Coming out of the bathroom, the tea table in front of the sofa has been covered with all kinds of early beds, without the slightest gap.

Extraordinarily hearty!

Song Yingrui fiddled with breakfast, trying to make things look better.

And Song Yixian sat on the sofa, simply watching his son fiddling there, without the slightest intention of helping.

Liang Jincheng frowned again.

"Little Orange, come and have breakfast!"

Liang Jincheng nodded, "Okay." ”

Then walk over and sit down.

"Little Orange, I don't know what you like to eat for breakfast, so I bought more, but don't worry about me wasting, I will let Mother He heat up the rest at noon and make me lunch, with this time I will definitely know what you like to eat, and I won't waste it next time."

Liang Jincheng's heart warmed when he heard this, and he reached out and touched the little guy's round ear, "Thank you, Yingrui." ”

"Little Orange, take a look, which one do you like best?"

"I love all of that."

"Really?"

"Of course, the breakfast prepared by Winwise is always the best."

Liang Jincheng smiled sweetly, picked up a xiaolongbao casually, and handed it to Song Yingrui's mouth.

Song Yingrui grinned, opened his mouth, and contained the small cage in his mouth, puffed out his mouth, and said: "Little Orange is fed, it's the best, Little Orange, I'm so happy." ”

Getting along with Song Yingrui is always very pleasant.

But someone ...... Sitting on the sofa, but a meter away, it looks so high.

Song Yixian smelled the strong smell of meat buns, and his brows had not been stretched since he entered the door.

Now, seeing his son crying because he was moved by a woman to feed a bun, his heart is even more irritable.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, as well as a metal lighter, lit it casually, and took a deep breath before calming down a little.

But when the curling disgust floated into Song Yingrui's nose, Song Yingrui coughed without hesitation.

Liang Jincheng also smelled the smell of tobacco, frowned again, and looked at the man who was sitting on the sofa like a celestial man.

He wears black slacks and a gray-blue solid cardigan.

But Liang Jincheng looked at it and didn't like it very much.

Song Yingrui coughed twice.

Liang Jincheng couldn't hold back and said to Song Yixian: "Don't you eat some breakfast?" ”

Song Yixian glanced at the breakfast on the table, "I don't eat this kind of thing." ”

This kind of thing?

Inexplicably discriminatory.

"Don't eat this stuff, so you smoke?"

She felt that her meaning was obvious.

But Song Yixian nodded solemnly, "Hmm." ”

Liang Jincheng squeezed the chopsticks harder, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you see the child here?" ”

Song Yixian glanced at Song Yingrui.

Song Yingrui glanced at his father and Liang Jincheng, and then "cough" twice.

"What's wrong?" The cigarette between his fingers was placed on his lips, and he took a slight puff, followed by a light puff of white smoke.

Liang Jincheng snapped, put down the chopsticks in his hand heavily, and said seriously: "As a doctor, I hope you can be responsible for your own son, and you can also be responsible for the people around you, smoking is harmful to health, especially second-hand smoke." ”

When she said "second-hand smoke", she deliberately accentuated the pronunciation.

Song Yixian's eyebrows narrowed slightly, looking at her with a much deeper look, his lips opened lightly, and his faint voice was depressed, "You...... Why should you care about me? ”

"I'm ......," she paused, trying to "be as straightforward as possible," "I'm a doctor." ”

Song Yingrui bit the xiaolongbao, felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and looked at his father in a daze.

"Just a doctor?" Song Yixian picked the corner of his eye.

"Or else?"

"Perhaps, if you change your identity, I will be more than happy to accept your suggestion."

After that, Song Yixian's unlit half-cigarette was twisted in the ashtray until it was completely extinguished, and there was no longer a trace of smoke.

Then, he threw the metal lighter he had at hand and the cigarette case into the trash.

Song Yingrui exclaimed, "Dad, that's the lighter that Uncle Gu gave you." ”